#she also had a really embarrassing middle school phase where she dyed her hair pink and hated life

[ni-ien]

I don’t make new oc’s a lot but I’m starting to get really attached to my tb with the free hair n face coupons they gave us 😳

[jazzman-19-blog]

Crazy Little Thing Called Life

A/N: Alright here’s Chapter 2? Yeah, I know I was suppose to post it yesterday but some of my family came and stopped by so yeah. This one is a little longer than the first one? I don’t know but my writing will become longer(and better) I promise. Anyways hope you guys enjoy this one and please let me know if you would like to be part of the tag list!

*Also to clear some things up, Ben is 21 in this(started school late I guess I don’t know) and the reader is 18.*

~with lots of love, Jazzman~

Summary: A road trip/vacation between two old friends that turns into something more(basic plot but whateva)

Song: Life Is A Highway by Rascal Flatts

Pairing: Ben x reader

Word count: 1731

Warnings: the tiniest bit of angst? (not really), slight use of profanity.

*Reblogs/asks/opinions are always appreciated*

Ch. 2: Are We There Yet? 

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     Before heading out to Cali, you and Ben always had to stop by Yuma. You were born there and had some of your dad’s family lives out there. Ben on the other hand was born in Bournemouth, U.K. just like your mom and Ben’s mom. Ben’s family had decided to move to America and your mom decided to go too but out of all places, she chose Yuma, Arizona while Ben’s parents moved to Mesa. But that’s where she met your dad so it worked out okay for you. Even though Ben didn’t have any relatives in Yuma, he always loved to stop by your grandmother’s house. Sometimes you felt like she loved Ben more than she loved you. Eventually, both of your parents decided to move to Mesa which kinda sucked but you couldn’t have done anything. You were only two and your mom really missed her best friend. Shit, you would too if Ben decided to move away back to the U.K. 

     The only thing that sucked about driving to Yuma, is the boring roads. Arizona isn’t known for it’s beautiful nature. No. It was known for its emptiness, heat and cacti. Sure, Arizona has forests and what not over in the northern part of the state but down below, it was boring and plain. Luckily, you had a best friend that kept you company. 

     “LIFE IS A HIGHWAYYY, I WANNA RIDE IT ALL NIGHT LONGGG,” Ben sang his heart out and you loved it. Even though he was off, it was fun to watch him sing along to the radio. “IF YOU’RE GOING MY WAY, I WANNA DRIVE IT ALL NIGHT LONGGG.” You loved his dorky little outbursts, you were laughing so hard that you forgot you were driving. 

     “Hey! What’s so funny? I have an excellent singing voice!” He tried looking at you with a serious face but he couldn’t stop himself from bursting out laughing too. So now both of you were dying of laughter, barely breathing at this point, before you realized that you were swerving from left to right. You had finally came back to reality when you swerved off the road, almost hitting a cactus. You had just slammed on the brakes, making both you and Ben jut forward. You had been driving for not even an hour yet and already almost crashed. You looked over to Ben and started to giggle uncontrollably at what had just happened. Ben still looked a little phased but turn towards you and started giggling with you until it turned into full on laughter. 

     “Your not very good at driving, love” Ben snickered

     “Fuck you.” You pulled back onto the road and once again started heading towards Yuma. 

                        Three hours later…

     Ben had decided to jump in the back and had fallen asleep while you were still driving. Fortunately, you had just pulled into Yuma and were heading straight to your hotel room to check in. Ben had only reserved one room since it had two beds already. It’s not like you haven’t slept with Ben in the same bed before anyways. 

     It was getting dark since you guys left later in the afternoon. You stopped at a red light and checked your phone. It was already 7 by the time you guys arrived. Finally, you pulled into the parking lot at the hotel. You decided to not wake Ben and left him in the car for now. You jumped out of the car and headed for the lobby. It was a pretty nice place inside, you headed toward the front.

     “Hello, I reserved a room under the name of Ben Jones?” The lady typed in something and handed you your keys. 

     “Room 314, third floor” She said as she pointed toward the elevator.

     “Thank you.” You walked back outside toward the car and opened the door to the middle where Ben was. He was still sound asleep, you were gonna feel bad for waking him but didn’t want him sleeping in the car all night.

     “Ben,” You shook him a couple times to get his attention. “Benny, get up. I got the room keys.” He shuffled around a bit before sitting up. He still looked pretty tired and barely opened his eyes. He looked over at you with a smile. A smile that always killed you. 

     “Ok, I’ll be out in a second Y/n. I’ll help you take in our stuff.” He said as he pushed his hair from his face. You walked to the back of the car, you weren’t going to be here for that long. Only a couple days to hang out before setting off to Cali. Once you got the two suitcases out, you closed the back door and locked it. Ben had just climbed out and forgot how tall the Excursion was with the lifts and tripped, falling to the ground. You couldn’t help but laugh a little because it wasn’t the first time he’s done this. He quickly stood up and brushed himself off, he walked over to you. He hadn’t noticed that you saw him fall, again. 

     “You sure your gonna be able to carry these inside Benny? You could barely get out of the car without falling.” You loved to tease him when he did stupid shit because he did the exact same thing to you. His face started to turn red. 

     “I’m fine, I just forgot how bloody tall your car was, that’s all.” He said as he grabbed both of the suitcases and headed off towards the hotel doors. 

     “Ben, let me help you.”

     “No, I’m going to prove to you that I don’t need help.” He opened the front door and walked in. You followed after him, knowing that he doesn’t know which room it is. Of course you had to laugh at his stubbornness, he always did this when you made fun of him. 

     Once he reached the elevator, he turned towards you.

    “What’s the room number?”

     “314, third floor” You said as the elevator doors opened. You both walked in and you always loved pressing the buttons on the elevator so Ben always let you do it. 

     Once you reached your floor, you both headed for the hotel room. You finally reached the room and unlocked it. For some strange reason, you liked the smell of opening the hotel room for the first time. It was a weird thing to like, but so were you. Ben threw the suitcases on the floor and jumped on one of the beds. You did the same but on the bed closest to the window. You were exhausted from driving for three hours straight. 

     You had to get up though, you got off the bed and dragged your suitcase to your side of the room and started unpacking. You grabbed your hair brush and toothbrush and a towel and headed to the bathroom. All you wanted to do was take a hot, relaxing shower. The shower didn’t have a curtain, it had a sliding glass door instead. So you quickly turned the water on and got undressed. You jumped in the scolding hot water. 

     Once you got out of the shower, you grabbed your towel and dried yourself off. You then realized that you had left your clean clothes out in the room. Fuck. You held your towel close to your body as you slowly open the bathroom door, you checked to see if Ben was awake but he wasn’t even there. He must have left something in the car. You quickly walked over to your suitcase. You decided to just dress right there since Ben was probably taking his time. You throw on your underwear, and shorts but before you could put your shirt on you heard the door close behind you. You stood still in panic for a few seconds before turning around to see Ben standing there. You quickly throw on your shirt.

     “Ummmmmmmmmmmmmm, hey Bennnnnnnn.” You say as you quickly rush past him into the bathroom and close the door. You don’t know why Ben seeing you without your bra was a problem since you guys were so close but it just was. You could also tell Ben was a bit flustered since his face was a bright shade of pink. You let go of your breath that you didn’t know you were holding and continue on with your nighttime routine. Once your finished you throw your hair in a messy bun and walk out of the bathroom. Ben was laying in bed watching TV. He looked over at you. 

     “H-hey, I didn’t mean to walk in on you. If I would have known-” You cut him off.

     “Ben, it’s fineeeee, really, I should have just dressed in the bathroom.” You walk over to your bed and get in the blankets. “Plus, it’s not like I haven’t seen you almost naked before too.” your face turning a bright red and so was his. Ah, so he does remember. 

                Flashback to freshman year

     You decided to have another sleepover at Ben’s house because you loved the big bean bag he had in his room. And of course loved hanging out with him, but you mostly wanted the bean bag. Ben had decided to take a shower after you pushed him into the mud and rain. His mom wasn’t too thrilled about it either but couldn’t help herself from laughing too. You were just scrolling through Tumblr on your phone on your way up the stairs to Ben’s room. You had thought Ben was still in the bathroom but apparently not because as you opened his door you saw him standing there without a towel. Luckily, his back was turned towards you so all you saw was his butt. You quickly slammed the door before quickly walking back down stairs. 

     “Y/n? Are you okay?” Ben’s mom looked a little shook from the door slamming.

     “Just peachy.” You say as you sat down on the couch next to her.

     “I definitely remember that,” Ben said as he started laughing. “You walked in just as I dropped my towel. It was embarrassing but funny.”

     “So I guess we’re equal now then.” You said as you put your hand out for him to shake it. He shook your hand in agreement and with that settled, you both watched TV until you both fell asleep. 

[gograciebaby]

So uh, about that family of Maggie’s-

Idk if I mentioned his before butt Maggie has lots of siblings n stuff so uhm yea

Here’s like ½ of Mags fam so far o//w//o (LONG WRITING WARNING)

(LEFT) Tammy and Xandi (formally named Tamitha and Alexandria on their birth certificates) are Maggie’s younger twin sisters in her family and still live at home with their mother Lottie while Maggie still lives in another state in her own home. They really like visiting their sister and often ask their mother when they will be able to do that often. But why? You see, her twins sisters’ favorite holiday is Thanksgiving because Tammy gets to dress up and Xandi gets to eat food, but more importantly, the most valuable reason is because they get to see Maggie’s husband (Foxy) Frank who the underage girls have a mega-crush on for some weird reason. They are 17 years old and are literally counting down the day they can turn 18 so they can legally hit on their brother-in-law. Other than that creepy factor, the girls are often seen enjoying getting dressed up, talking about boys, reading magazines, or just spending quality teenage sister bonding time with each other.

(RIGHT) Lucy (formally named Lucille) May is Maggie’s older sister and oldest child in the May house all together. Born in 1952, she lived a healthy middle-class life, going as far as reaching most popular in her class and living a rather spoiled life over all that make her somewhat stuck up in the end unfortunately. She graduated at she age of 18, and with a scholarship in England moved there to go to college in hope of a sufficient degree. This plan however came to a halt when Lucy unexpectedly got pregnant by an unknown man out of wedlock at the cusp of womanhood, becoming a mother just at the age of 19. Because of Lucy growing up in a strict Catholic family, the idea of terminating a pregnancy or getting an abortion was not a friendly option to her and her family, so she kept the baby instead and on June 15th, 1970, Lucy gave birth to a healthy baby girl named Betty. Thinking this would be a falter in her path, Lucy didn’t think much about perusing her dreams anymore up until when she visited a local drug store and in 1975 won the lottery of 3 million dollars. With this newly found money, Lucy set out and created her own business and clothing line, creating a business tycoon across England in the late 70’s and early 80’s. From this, Lucy became an extreme celebrity and millionaire, cashing over 35 million a year from this industry. Unfortunately, as everyone knows, with money comes a price. As the sales skyrocketed, Lucy forgot more and more about Betty, even to the point of not even remembering her own daughter’s baby. This was detrimental to the child, not only not having a father in her life, but also constantly being forgot by the own person that conceived her just because of money. Betty was sent to boarding school at the age of just 7 to ‘get out of her mother’s hair’ so the business could expand. When Betty arrived back, Lucy was less than pleased. Not knowing what to do, Lucy then got a great idea- the idea of sending Betty all the way from the U.K. to America to go live with her Aunt Madeline in favor of cash. Her aunt declined the money, but it was still sent anyway. Lucy now resides in Buckinghamshire, in her lonely, royal throne- sitting on a pile of empty savings.

Carol (Formally named Carolina and nicknamed Lottie sometimes) is Maggie’s mother and Frank’s (Foxy’s) Mother-in-law who is very less than pleased with Maggie’s lifestyle and choices. Raising six children and taking care of one husband, this woman of iron is one tough cookie, and has been through a lot in her entire lifetime. Just at the age of 16, Carol was thrown out of her own house by her own mother for dating a black man, which was highly forebode and controversial in the rich, white, home in 1950’s southern America at the time. After being kicked out and left with only her boyfriend and her belongings, Carol and Larry (Maggie’s mom and dad) headed North to Maine, where society toned down a bit for them and it was just barely acceptable for the interracial couple. The two eventually married that same year at the age of 16, and had their first child named Lucille at the young age of 19. A couple years later when the two eventually got a middle-class house and settled in, they decided they wanted a second child to try to create a healthy nuclear family in the early 60’s. Hoping for a healthy baby boy, the couple was more than shocked to find out they were having a girl instead. But the part that really struck the two was that when the baby was born, she was white. Too white. Because of Carol’s constant smoking during he pregnancy and the albinism gene in Carol’s side of the family, the baby girl who was named Madeline (Maggie for short), was born albino and ended up looking nothing like their her mother nor father. While Carol was very bothered the child was not like “normal” children, Larry was more than happy and it was widely considered that Maggie was his favorite child out of all six children. Years later when Lucy entered high school and Maggie was in her 1st year of middle school, the family was once again blessed with another baby, this time the baby not being one, but two. The couple had a pair of twins whom they named Alexandria and Tammitha (Xandi and Tammy for short) and were a bit winded after in he resulting pregnancy. Life was pretty good after that- Larry working two jobs as a factory worker and having a history of being a war solider and Carol working as a local teacher at a school for young children. Lucy eventually graduated shortly after this, turning 18 and moving out along with her dignity. After that though, that’s when things started to go down hill. A year after Lucy went off to college, the family was met with three major incidents that would change their family forever. One day Carol fell very ill, and a doctor was sent to the home to make sure she didn’t have any major disease or sickness that would spread or kill her. When the doctor arrived, they were told some shocking news- Carol was once again pregnant- but this time was an accident. Again, with having strong catholic influences, Carol refused to terminate the pregnancy and on February 14th, 1970, Carol gave birth to a set of twins; a boy and a girl named William Robert and Jessalyn Jane (Billy Bob [BB] and Jessie J [JJ] for short) at the prominent age of 37. The more disturbing fact however was that shortly after the older couple had their children, they received a letter from their oldest Lucy, informing the couple that not only were they new parents again, but now also grandparents- because at the same time Carol was pregnant, Lucy was too from an unknown man out of wedlock and shame. Disgusted by that fact and incident, Carol from then on went on to shun Lucy out from her life after her own daughter bringing that shame to their family in that way. After seeing the only “pure” and “smart” child left was Maggie, Carol started to shape Maggie harder and faster to become the perfect purity daughter she always wanted. And unfortunately, it worked. From that point on, Maggie was told not to put any form of makeup on, not to dress in anything that didn’t cover her shoulders or ankles, not to talk to boys or men, and definitely not to engage in sexual encounters with anything, even herself, being taught it was a sin and she would face consequence and the everlasting burning in hell in the afterlife if she did any of these things. Even though it was embarrassing, she was also forced by her mother to consume birth control, Carol doing everything she could to prevent anything bad happening to her only pure child left. Negative effects that stemmed from this were that Maggie became extremely antisocial and began to be picked on in school harder than ever not only for her appearance, but her oddly Catholic family and the fact that she was made fun of for still having not lost her virginity and graduating as the only “pure” student in the entire catholic school. News became more detrimental when Larry suddenly got a letter saying his number came up, and to the dark truth, was drafted in the war suddenly. Larry was abruptly ripped out of both Maggie and Carol’s lives, and life was very different from then on. When things were just starting to get better for the family, events went down hill when on he day of Maggie’s high school graduation, Maggie had received a letter that would change her life forever, and there was no tuning back. The letter stated Maggie’s dad had been killed, and became just another casualty in the war that was Vietnam. Depressed by this news, Carol sent Maggie to college to grieve, hoping it would help for the both to have some time apart. And it did- sort of. It would be almost another decade before Carol saw her second child again, and she was less than pleased on what Maggie had to show. By this time Maggie had dyed her hair to pink, was wearing clothing that went above her knees and showed her shoulders, and gotten a boyfriend named Frank Fox jr (who liked to be called foxy as a nickname), a rough sailor who thought he was a pirate and was an all-around person that did not phase Carol one bit. At first Carol had a fit, and was very displeased at what Maggie had become, disapproving of both her stylistic and romance choices, not accepting any of it and trying to block it out. Eventually though, when Maggie told her mother she was getting married to Frank later in the years, Carol finally warmed up just a bit from her icy attitude and ultimately accepted him into the family after the two wed. Carol now resides as a single mother and grandmother in Maine with her four children left, trying to make the best of what was a very broken home.